As I walked up the window your smile reflects the sun, remembered me of Saturday morning walk during run, me enjoying doing jokes and fun.

Changing after hearing: ,,you talk too much", but you seem not caring the words of sucks'.

Months developed, delved in mind. ,,Say something, should I?" I, rough thing solved: ,,*Hide*"

But you pure soul, covered a mole, by saying:,,You are really creative".

Now I am 5 walking next to my mom: ,, You too sensitive you too ''persepective".